The pain of loving
Only those know anything of love
that have survived it
with its pains and crucifixions,
suicides and afflictions
leaving you completely ruined
like an empty shell
to be left washed out on the shore
eventually to be assorted by the sea
and thoroughly dissolved to ordinary sand.
Supremest fools and jokers
are the greatest lovers,
the erotomaniacs, who believe they love
but don't know anything about it,
those born yesterday as chronical drivelling idiots
lusting senselessly for what will only burn them out.
You want to laugh at them but can but pity them
with sadness and regret,
that you, with all the loves you had,
you never could take proper care
of what you now, too late, will realize
was the only true one
and the only one you never had.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-12-18 at 19:13
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